A Martyr Poem

• Artist: Martyr In Shining Armor
• Description:
  
  Those that nurture, never truly
  Bleed, and those that truly love,
  Never truly die
  
  
  The Martyr lay pale,
  Wrapped in a pool of crimson
  ‘but what, what is this?’ her hands
  Drenched in weakness
  ‘is this Not blood?’
  ‘No, my sister, this is no blood,
  Only flesh.
  It is only flesh.’
  
• Date: 05/06/2010
• Tags: martyr poem death imortality flesh

Flesh is carnal, sinful, mortal; weak. Imortality is the sheding of flesh.

get it now?

Comments

[masked-90angels-09]

Simply beautiful, and something I consider true. 5/5

[Sunafire]

You can do something I cannot, write free poems without having to rhyme and you do it well!